5 years

Okay, I'm usually not the cutesy kind of guy.  Sentimental, yes, but not cutesy.  However, there's a strange feeling you get when you realize you're in a relationship that has lasted longer than your stay in most cities.  Since I was born, I've lived several places, none longer that five years (except my current residence).  But this morning, I realized that my wife and I have been exclusively together for five years as of this evening.  I still remember the first date:  "My Fair Lady" at Juanita K. Hammons Hall and dinner at Bijan's downtown.  That was a whole lotta fun.  Now, five years later, my wife wasn't able to be here, today, but she'll be back tomorrow and we're gonna celebrate without any kids!!!

Now, in the scheme of things, five years is toddler-like, but my longest relationships always ended in disaster.  This relationship has been nothing short of amazing and it's getting better and better each and every day.  We've gotten through the first three years, nine months, fifteen days and seventeen hours of marriage still talking and earnestly desiring to have a fulfilling relationship.  It's amazing what happens with both parties are committed to each other and not willing to settle for anything less than the best.  'Course it gets hairy sometimes when the ideas of "the best" seem to be at odds, but it's really cool when something works out and you get to enjoy the after effects of the effort.

So, here's to you, baby for the last five years and 80 more!!!  I love you!!!